You know this is a really good topic
The problem for me though is that i'm the youngest of 4. So i was the one getting picked on all the time
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I'll never forget the time in my hometown when my cousins decided to tie me up. They tied my hands and feet and put me on the bed so i couldn't get off and they ran away
I kept screaming for 10 minutes until my mom showed up and we went to look for them. They ran to the roof and hid behind the water tank.
I told my mom to look while i go behind the tank to make them run away. Instead...obviously worried for her son's well being
she decides to turn around and look at some trees
I go around the tank and no one was there. I ask her: Mom did you see anyone? She said no
A few years later i find out that they were actually behind the water tank and they got away with it
In fact i was a weird kid too
My sister made me watch mexican soap operas. When i was 5 i was convinced that i was adopted
Later on ( after watching some american movies
) i came to believe that my real family was killed by these people and took their place to kill me when i grow up. That and i thought that my sister was a witch